Quick Wear: She Became the Beloved of the Short-lived Male Supporting Character

Song Xing'an nodded slightly, sat down opposite her, and waited for her to speak.

He placed his hands folded on the table with his back straight, and from his upright sitting posture one could tell that this man was not as calm as he appeared to be.

"First of all, I have to apologize for asking about your part-time job without your consent," she said straight to the point.

It turns out that they were really looking for him.

"It's okay." He pursed his lips and continued, "I wonder what Miss Jiang wants to talk to me about?"

She picked up the things she had placed on the stool next to her and put them on the table. The paper bag already had written on it what was inside.

A pair of men's sneakers.

"An An is ignorant and has soiled your shoes. Just an apology certainly can't solve the problem, so I thought of buying you a pair of shoes as compensation. If you don't mind, please accept them."

"Really." Song Xing'an quickly declined, "I have already cleaned the shoes, Miss Jiang, there is no need to spend money."

"It's my fault. It's not a big deal. I've already bought it and there's no way to get a refund. If you refuse to accept it, it would be a real waste."

"But……"

She pushed the things towards him and said, "Since you've already bought it, why don't you try it on? I can't ask Mu Lin directly what size shoes you wear, but since you're taller than him, your shoes might be a size bigger. Try it first, and if it doesn't fit, we can go change them together. Mr. Song, don't refuse anymore. Look, there are people looking over here."

Song Xing'an turned his head and looked around, and sure enough, many people were looking at them.

To be more precise, it fell on her.

He withdrew his dark gaze from those people and fell on the paper bag. Through the opening of the bag, he saw the label on the shoe box, and the size on it was different from the size of the shoes he was wearing.

One size up.

Meeting her eyes filled with expectation, he did not say directly that it was inappropriate. He stood up and went to the lounge at the back to change his shoes. Three minutes later, he came back with his shoes.

I was thinking that no matter whether it fit or not, I had to say it fit, so that she wouldn't have to make another trip, but when the words came out of my mouth, they became, "The shoes are a little big."

"Really?" She said in surprise, "It seems that I took it for granted. It would have been better if I had asked in advance. Song, I might need to trouble you to accompany me. Of course, if you have something to do, I will go and change it myself, and let Mu Lin bring it to your dormitory another day."

Song Xing'an couldn't say no.

The shoes were bought in a shopping mall three kilometers away.

Jiang Wan knew that giving away shoes that were too expensive would only backfire, so she strolled around the mall before finding a shoe store that was more suitable for affordable prices.

The car was parked near the coffee shop. The driver was dozing in the car. The driver's surname was Fang. Jiang's mother asked someone to find him. She said he was reliable. He had served in the army for several years and had been working in City A. He was very familiar with the routes in City A.

She and Song Xingan sat in the back row.

Jiang Wan looked relaxed, but Song Xingan was as if facing a formidable enemy, and he wished he could stick to the car door.

During the ten-minute drive, Jiang Wan didn't say anything to him, but he felt a lot more at ease.

The two took the escalator to the second floor of the mall.

The clerk was impressed by the beautiful woman he had met. When he heard that the shoes she had just bought were not the right size and she wanted to change them, he immediately replaced the shoes for her without saying a word.

Jiang Wan asked the clerk to hand him the shoes.

Song Xing'an put on his shoes in silence, and nodded slightly after making sure they fit.

He noticed the price of the same shoes on the shelf.

499.

When he was a child, some of the shoes he wore were picked up by his grandfather from the trash can, and some were given to him by others. When he grew up and was able to buy shoes for himself, he bought cheap goods sold by others on the street. The most expensive pair of shoes he owned was less than a hundred yuan.

This pair of shoes is already a sky-high price for him.

He certainly couldn't bear to spend so much money to buy such a pair of shoes, but since the other party bought it for him, he couldn't accept it with peace of mind. He had already decided that the first thing he would do when he returned to the dormitory was to transfer the money to her.

"Are you going back to the dormitory or to the coffee shop? I'll take you there." Jiang Wan has been busy these days and has learned a lot about fast-food online literature.

The story of the domineering boss and Cinderella is about to get out of hand.

Sometimes she would think that if she switched genders, some of these tactics would be applicable to her, a young lady, getting along with poor men.

However, we should take the essence and discard the dross.

The boss gave pearls and gems, and she gave warmth.

Rounded off, they're all the same.

How practical the shoes are.

The domineering boss would just make a phone call and say, "Woman, I give you three minutes to show up in front of me." She would considerately send the target person home and give the target person enough respect.

In comparison, she is not much worse than those domineering CEOs.

She is the financial sponsor of this older man, and she is quite competent in doing the job.

On the way back, Jiang Wan received a transfer from Song Xing'an.

She glanced at it and ignored it.

The step count on the phone was less than 4,000 steps.

She shook her phone every once in a while, and after making sure her step count exceeded 10,000 before going to bed, she took a screenshot and sent it to the other party.

The message was accompanied by the following: Mr. Song, I'm sorry to say that I really don't want to go there a second time. It's so tiring. Please accept my sincere apologies.

When Song Xing'an heard his phone vibrate, he shifted his gaze away from the computer and glanced casually at the screen. When he saw who sent the message, he paused what he was doing.

After seeing the content of the message, he was silent for a while.

He thought for a moment and replied: It’s really nothing.

Jiang Wan: If you really think it's inappropriate, then please treat me to a meal some other day. As a freelancer who eats and sleeps, I'm always waiting for your news.

Jiang Wan: I heard from Mu Lin that you are usually very busy? You only have time on Sunday afternoons. How about today next week at 7pm? I will wait for you at the gate of your school?

The purpose was clearly to transfer money to her, but somehow it turned into a dinner date.

One of his good words has been sent out.

It's too late to withdraw.

The other party sent a message: I will decide the address, and I will trouble Song to pay the bill when the time comes.

Song Xingan tapped the screen and typed: Yeah.

After sending it, he realized belatedly that it might not be appropriate.

Should we call Qin Mulin?

He found a time to ask Qin Mulin if he had time on the weekend. Qin Mulin was immersed in the world of games and asked without even looking up: "What's wrong? I have a meeting with a game partner this weekend."

"nothing."

Since he doesn't have time, forget it.

After all, he treated her to this meal, and there would probably not be any more interactions between them afterwards. He and she were from two different worlds.

Jiang Wan didn't send him a single message this week.

Just remind him on weekend mornings: see you at the east gate at 7pm.